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| SPELL CZECH |
| I have a spell checher. I came with my PC. It plan lee marks four my revue Miss steaks aye can knot see. |
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| Eye ran this poem threw it. Your sure real glad two no. Its very polished in its wreigh, My checker tolled me sew. |
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| A checker is a blessing. It freeze yew lodes of thyme. It helps me right awl stiles two reed, And aides me when aye rime. |
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| Each frays cames posed up on my screen Eye trussed too bee joule. The checher pours o'er every word To cheque sum spelling rule. |
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| Bee fore viling chechers Hour spelling mite decline, And if were laks oar have a laps, We wood be maid to wine. |
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| Butt now bee cause my spelling Is checked with such grate flare, There are know faults with in my cite, Of none eye am a wear. |
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| Now spelling does not phase me, It does knot bring a tier. My pay purrs awl due glad den With wrapped words fare as hear. |
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| To rite with care is quite a feet Of witch won should be proud, And wee mussed dew the best wee can, Sew flaws are knot aloud. |
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| Sow ewe can sea why aye dew prays Such soft wear four pea seas, And why eye brake in two averse Buy righting want too please. ~Author Unknown~ |
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